Saturday, May 3, 2014

Part Eighteen: Happy Birthday To ME Edition

Greetings to all denizens of the Blogspot! All are welcome to our semi-regular indulgence in regret and self-incrimination. We hope you have as much fun was we do! And even tho we already missed Easter . . . what’s more fun than BUNNIES?



Today we celebrate the anniversary of your beloved blogscribe entering our realm. It might be a short visit, or you may never get rid of me. But just to be on the safe side, we’re trying to put together a little hootenanny here in Chi-town to commemorate the event. I hope to forward more news ASAP.

You may have observed somewhat of a hiatus in blog publication dates recently. I’d like to tell that my extensive speaking tour has interrupted the regular flow of blog delicacies that you so breathlessly anticipate. Unfortunately, the more pedantic truth is that I am experiencing what can best be described as a kind of technical systems issue.

In the past few weeks I have been delighted to report what appears to be a near-miraculous shrinkage in my nasty tumor, thanks to the drug Avastin, which I have been receiving via semi-monthly infusion treatments. This is great news, and it has been a delight for me to share it with you. I hope to continue to dispel great news to you, which is why I am more than a little annoyed when Captain Bringdown shows up to mess with my party. It appears I may have an uninvited guest, but I hope not. In recent weeks, an old pest has shown up. This little nuisance showed up a week or so ago and began messing with certain functions that had been running smoothly since before the docs popped open my lid and got rid of big scoopfuls of stuff we don’t want or need anymore. To keep it short, some of the issues with memory and written communications seem to be back for an encore. In truth, it can be pretty goddamn annoying – it’s already taken me well over an hour to dash off this little ditty. I was always a crappy typist anyway, but this is beyond the pale.

However, thanks to the brilliance of my beautiful wife Pam and modern technology, all may not be lost! We just picked up an ingenious bit of software called DRAGON Naturally Speaking, from a company called Nuance. It is speech-recognition software, and the box it came in says “Stop Typing, Start Talking!” Sounds great to me – I hate typing, and I love talking! I've already gone thru all the setup and am already talking to my computer, along with funny looks from Pam.


Seriously, I feel like I've run a marathon typing this. Next time: Dragon! Thanks for all the wonderful birthday wishes and all your love and support. Youse guys is the bestest there is anywhere! (Hmm . . . computer corrected “bestest” but not “youse.”


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